Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The overall level of development in Tuanneco was extremely low, and its resource supply was even less than that of the fields of an ordinary baron.

Without the McIntosh family's regular supplies, Tuoneko would have long since become a desolate wasteland.

If you ask them why they don't leave here and live in the lower-lying areas of Renekton or other countries, the answer still comes from the interdimensional war in 949.

An alien invasion occurred, the prison was destroyed, and the prison guards fought desperately, almost all of whom were killed.

After the McIntosh family took over Tuaneco, the few remaining prison guards and the prisoners who had been evacuated to the outskirts were settled and rebuilt into basic housing.

In order to manage these prisoners, King Rexton ordered the Marquess of Mackintosh to compile their identity information.

Their descendants and offspring cannot leave Tuaneco unless they have made significant contributions to Rekton.

If someone crosses the boundary without permission and is discovered by the guards, they will be executed on the spot.

This sounds like a paradox.

But upon closer examination, it becomes clear that King Rexton was waiting for a miracle.

Without investing any resources and restricting the residents' movement, allow them to create value that can impact the entire kingdom.

“My lord, Miss Stolbert, you will be staying here tonight.” Horred spread his palms slightly, a lazy smile on his face. “This floor is all empty rooms, please make yourselves at home.”

He yawned again, his eyes glistening with tears. "There's a fireplace in the room, fueled by a Philosopher's Stone. If the magic in the Philosopher's Stone runs out, we'll use the magic tools next to it."

“Oh, I almost forgot, our lord has no magic, but that’s not a big problem…” He seemed to be talking to himself, his voice growing softer and softer as he slowly moved away and disappeared from Cherry and Moshe’s sight.

"Not having magic isn't a big problem?" Moshe, whose mental energy was sealed, could barely hear what he was saying.

Perhaps it was just an unbiased statement, or perhaps... Horred had a way to enable those born without magic to use magic.

“Cherry, did you know Steward Holiday before this?”

"I don't know you. Why would you ask that?" Cherry pushed open one of the middle doors and cast a few Cleanse spells inside.

Moshe stood behind her, watching as she cracked the hard magic stone with a mere scratch of her fingernail.

“I don’t know when you joined the Royal Academy, but I think you may have met Steward Horred when he was a student.”

The fireplace emitted a warm light, and the temperature in the room gradually rose.

“Then I may need to revise my answer.” Cherry snapped her fingers, and magic circles and spell arrays unfolded simultaneously, making everything touched by the light brand new. “Although I don’t know him, I’ve heard of his deeds.”

"The head of the Royal Academy of Medicine, a genius who was once the focus of everyone's attention, participated in the initial stage of the Magic Spring transplantation research project." Cherry leaned against the window, with the vast snowy night behind her.

“I need his help.” Moshe picked up his glass and found that it contained hot milk. He then looked up at Cherry.

Cherry gave an innocent smile and asked, "You want to change your magic intolerance constitution through magic spring transplantation?"

Moshe nodded gently, and in order not to disappoint her kindness, he took a small sip of the milk.

“The research results on the transplantation of the Magic Spring have never been made public or tested. The risks are too great. I advise you not to take the risk.” Cherry’s smile faded. “You are Huankou’s master. It’s true that Huankou can revive creatures, but if something happens to you, no one can save you.”

Since the research project on transplanting the magic spring is classified, how does Cherry know that it hasn't been tested?

Moche placed the empty glass on the table. "I know, thank you."

Seemingly realizing she had revealed something, Cherry turned to look out the window. "Would you like to go for a walk? Something interesting might happen at this time."

The roads were covered in snow, with traces of clearing along the edges, but it was quickly buried again.

Cherry made ample preparations for this trip with Mocher.

Her long life did not diminish her reverence for nature. She not only carried warm stones close to her body, but also used indestructible protective magic to ward off the cold wind and snow.

In the dim environment, magical power condensed into a flower-shaped lamp, emitting a soft green light.

Cherry twitched her fingers slightly, easily brushing away the thick layer of snow. "This is the Stone Flower, an edible plant jointly researched by several professors and student leaders from the Royal Academy's Plant Cultivation Department."

Hidden beneath the snow is a peculiar plant growing in the crevices of the rocks.

Its round, plump leaves, with a slightly translucent surface, are arranged in a flower shape, with a pale yellow sphere in the center. It is unclear whether this is its fruit or another form of leaf.

A flash of magical power, and the pale yellow sphere was cleanly sliced ​​off, floating into Cherry's palm.

Cherry broke the sphere in half. "Try it. The fruit of the Stone Flower is a safe food for those without magic."

Moche reached out and took it, but did not put it in his mouth immediately. Instead, he turned it over and examined it briefly.

Although the fruit's skin is thin and translucent, it is very tough and will not break if torn by hand.

The flesh inside has a clear spoke-like texture, with a dark brown flat pit in the center, making it very easy to eat.

Moshe took a small bite, his eyes widening slightly. "So sweet."

This was probably the sweetest fruit he had ever eaten since he came into this world. It was very sweet, had a strong aroma, and most importantly, it was sweet but not cloying. The juice was frozen into ice crystals, giving it a cool and refreshing taste amidst its sweetness.

"Not only are the fruits of the stone flower edible, but the leaves and roots can also be used in cooking, whether stir-fried or stewed in soup."

Cherry led the way, smiling as she said to Moshe, "The World Tree doesn't have it in its memory, does it?"

of course not.

The World Tree, though it understands all things, does not understand humans.

We do not know the limits of human potential, nor can we estimate the extent of human creativity.

Mochet followed Cherry and discovered new plants.

The mountain is made of rock, and ordinary plants cannot survive there.

Now a pine tree takes root in a crack in the rock, unlike the Stone Flower which hides under the snow, and grows straight upwards.

On its trunk, several dark red things intertwined, one end attached to a pine branch, the other end embedded in the crack in the rock where the pine tree grew.

A cold wind blew by, and it shivered violently as if it were frozen.

“This is Ground Root. Its name doesn’t mean anything. It has to be cooked before eating.” After Cherry finished speaking, a ball of magical power flew out from her palm. The moment it touched Ground Root, it transformed into a small magic circle, cleverly avoiding the pine tree and scorching Ground Root, causing it to writhe desperately.

Cherry thoughtfully placed a thin layer of magical energy under the ripe roots to insulate them from the heat before handing it to Moshe.

Moche blew on it and took a small bite.

The root of this plant tastes like a sweet potato, with a rich flavor, firm texture, and not very sweet.

As Moshe was pondering other cooking methods, a point of light suddenly flashed in his peripheral vision. He immediately looked in the direction of the light, but there was only darkness.

There seems to be something there.